sadomasochism double

Chapter 81

I feel sorry for you.Nima, does this still happen in society now?

I can't do this kind of thing.You can love someone so much that you can't live.

It is precisely because I can't do it, so I am also a little curious about how strong a love is that can make a man give up everything including his life and still go with his woman.

It's a pity that this man named Song Yang can't help me any more.

But well...

I heard from Zhuo Yang that the two died together, maybe they can continue to be happy in another world.

Because of this episode.I have insomnia when I go to bed at night.

I couldn't sleep and got up from the sofa.

It seems that I am not the only one who cannot sleep.

Zhuo Yang didn't sleep either.

Seeing me wake up, he handed me the warm milk in his hand, "Can't sleep?"

I shook my head, bit my lip, and let out my doubts.

"I only have some feelings. Is there really such a love in this world that follows each other to death? I thought it was just a plot that would appear on TV..."

"Who says it's not." Seeing that I didn't drink milk, Zhuo Yang took my milk and took a sip before returning it to me.

This bastard.

I don't think I should ask this question, but I'm still curious.

"So... what if it were you... would you make such a decisive thing?" Abandon the prosperity of this world, end your own life, and follow her to another world?
perhaps--

That world does not exist.

I don't know how long I waited before Zhuo Yang slowly returned to my question.

"will not."

boom--

The big stone in my heart fell to the ground, although it hurt a little, but because it was expected, it didn't seem to hurt much.

"Hahaha... I'll just say..."

I smiled and glanced at Zhuo Yang, but I was a little disappointed in my heart.

I don't even know what happened to my emotions, but Zhuo Yang suddenly spoke at this moment.

"But, I will die for her."

"Because, to me, her life is more important than mine."

Now, I can't fall asleep even more.

Zhuo Yang said such a startling sentence, then drank warm milk, and fell into a deep sleep.

I rolled on the sofa for a long time, and finally gave up.

Holding the quilt, she ran to Zhuo Yang's side, "I'll just lean on..."

I'm definitely not scared, nor moved.

Absolutely not.

only--

As soon as I lay down, the man who was already asleep suddenly opened his eyes, "Have you repented? Do you want to come and sleep with me?"

The veins popped on my forehead, I pulled the quilt over my neck, and looked at someone with disdain, "You pretend to be asleep."

"No." Zhuo Yang glanced at me with a smile, "I didn't pretend to be asleep...just a light sleep..."

Seeing Zhuo Yang's mocking tone, I thought he would laugh at me.

But in the end he didn't. He just covered me with the quilt and lay back in his position. Not a moment later, the sound of even breathing came from beside me.

This time, I understood that he was really asleep.

I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep.

After all, in the gloomy haunted house, the only man next to me slept like a pig. The more I thought about it, the more frightened I was, how could I fall asleep.

but--

To my surprise, I soon fell asleep.

The room was gloomy, but I seemed to be shrouded in a warm light, and I could no longer feel the cold, and slowly sank into that sweet dream.

When I woke up the next day, Zhuo Yang was still awake.

And I have already left my original position and rolled into Zhuo Yang's arms, with one leg unceremoniously pressing on Zhuo Yang's injured leg.

Amitabha, I have really sinned.

Before Zhuo Yang woke up, I got up quickly.If he finds out that I have shamelessly rolled into his arms to sleep, who knows what he will think of me.

Just as I turned over and wanted to get out of bed, the phone next to Zhuo Yang's pillow rang.

I was taken aback and pressed the phone reflexively.

call--

Fortunately, fortunately, it was a text message.

I shouldn't be so curious.

We are not husband and wife anymore, even if we are husband and wife, we still have each other's secrets that we don't want each other to penetrate.

But in the years since I got married, I never dared to check Zhuo Yang's cell phone. Now that I think about it...it's really a pity.

As if there was a ghost behind me, I clicked on Zhuo Yang's cell phone and opened the text message.

It turned out to be a photo.

A bloody photo.

Even if I'm a fan of horror movies, I couldn't hold back such a bloody scene in the early morning, and I couldn't help screaming.

"what happened?"

At some point, Zhuo Yang woke up. Seeing me holding his mobile phone, his expression changed, he hugged me hastily, and took the mobile phone away.

Only I was still trembling after being held in my arms and comforted for a long time.

"Then... what the hell is it?"

Seeing Zhuo Yang's understatement, I feel even more uneasy.Especially the bloody scene in the morning makes me always pantothenic.

Zhuo Yang seemed puzzled by this.

"Don't you like watching horror movies? You should be able to completely control the plot..."

"..."

Wow spit out sour water, looked at Zhuo Yang weakly and said: "I am a warrior in the virtual world, but I am a poor coward in the real world."

I was incapable of accepting the bloody scene, and Zhuo Yang seemed not prepared to tell me about it in detail, but just handed me water, and then thought about it.

"So...you don't like this..."

"Bah." I spat out the water in my mouth, with a look of resentment, "Who would like something so bloody and heavy?"

Zhuo Yang didn't speak for a long time, just wiped the shiny glass, and seemed to say something to himself.

"Then what if I did such a bloody thing?"

I thought I misheard, so I went back and asked again.

But Zhuo Yang has closed his mouth, like a clam shell, no matter how I knock or open it, he remains silent.

Forget it, forget it.I can't even bother to think about it.

It's just that I don't know if I have a shadow on the haunted house, or if I came out at night to blow the sea breeze and got cold. In the morning, I was just panacidic, and by the afternoon I was lying in Zhuo Yang's arms dying.

Yes, I have a cold and a fever.

I don't know how Zhuo Yang brought me to the hospital. I only know that when I woke up, I was already in Zhuo Yang's arms, and I was taken home in a very safe way.

"Are you awake?" Seeing me awake, Zhuo Yang handed me a glass of water.

Huh... He's been a lot gentler and more considerate recently, and he even knows to hand me honey water when I'm thirsty.

So let's say, good men are all trained.

My throat was dry, and after drinking a glass of water, I felt less bitter in my mouth.

"What's wrong with me?" My head was heavy, and my whole body felt limp.

Zhuo Yang shook his head, and brought over the dinner plate that was set aside and handed it to me.

"Are you hungry? I cooked porridge..."

Sorry, I really don't want to dislike Zhuo Yang.

But his cooking skills have been verified countless times... In fact, he really can't do it.

Will I be poisoned to death by his porridge?
I was dubious, glanced at him, and laughed, "Well... I don't think I'm very hungry..."

Of course I was lying, I just dislike what Zhuo Yang made and couldn't swallow it.

But at this moment, my stomach growled uncontrollably.

Of course, the lies he told were exposed, and Zhuo Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then he gave a wry smile.

"Don't worry... I'm familiar... I... I've been doing it for a long time..."

After all, I am a soft-hearted woman.

And, most importantly, I'm really hungry.In the face of hunger, everything else can be ignored.

Besides, in fact, Zhuo Yang's craftsmanship is not that bad.

I calmly spat out the egg shells in my mouth, and praised him very sincerely.

"Oh... the egg porridge is pretty good."

It's really good, at least it's cooked.

"Really?" Zhuo Yang's indifferent expression finally showed a crack. He was obviously very proud, but he just pretended not to care.

(End of this chapter)